Potty Training Bootcamp, Take 2, 3

Yesterday, the potty training sergeant was Andy. The pattern basically repeated itself:

Andy and Ivan got up around 6:30. They went downstairs to eat. They returned upstairs to change for the day. After some back and forth, Andy got Ivan to put on a pair of underwear.

They went to the basement to play. Ivan peed and pooped in the pants but didn't say anything. They came back upstairs to change. He sat on the potty when we took his pants off, but there was nothing to pee or squeeze out. All had been done. Lots of pee and the same bean paste as the day before. Andy offered to wash it off (yeah!).
I cleaned Ivan in the meantime.

We haggled over underwear. Ivan didn't want to put them on. Andy convinced him to. Then he left to walk Mariposa. Not even five minutes later, wearing a new pair of underwear and shorts, Ivan peed on the bedroom floor.

"Ah," he said when he saw the pee puddle at his legs.

I changed him into a fresh pair of underwear. Since we were down to one pair of clean shorts, I let him just wear underwear. I also figured he may be more likely to say something, if he needs to go potty. We played in the room for a while and then went to the basement to put a load of wash to dry and another one to wash.

In the time that it took me to put a load in the dryer and another in the washer, Ivan peed again. Another floor puddle. "Ah," he said again.

So off to the bedrooms we returned. I changed him and cleaned him. He wouldn't let me put another pair of underpants on, so I let him run around naked. An half an hour later, when he had to pee again, he went to the potty and peed.

So, basically, if he's naked he'll use the potty, but if he's wearing underpants, he will just go in his pants.

Some time later, while I tried to on another pair of underpants, he insisted "mamma, cange diaper, cange diaper, cream, wipes." He then brought me a diaper, his butt cream and wipes.

It was 11 a.m. again and I capitulated. I put him in diapers for the rest of the day. I also really had no more clean underpants and shorts.

Today:
More or less, the same scenario. Ivan peed in his clothes. Andy brought him up to change him. While we were in the process of changing him and he was naked, he ran to the potty to poppy and pee. (A nice hard turd. Why couldn't he have pooped them yesterday and Friday!) We ceremoniously flushed the poop in the toilet.

We dressed him in clean clothes, and he basically peed his pants two more times. On our 4th pair of clean clothes for the morning, I took a gamble to take him to the playground, wearing underwear. Just in case, I brought a clean pair of shorts and a diaper along.

We were at the playground for one and a half hours. No wet spots. I was pleased. I put him in the stroller and went home. When we got home, some 5-10 minutes later, there was a bit wet spot on his butt. He had peed in the stroller without saying anything.

"No wewe," he said when I changed him.

I aborted the potty training mission and put diapers on since we were driving to my parents' house. I didn't want to risk a big pee stain on the car seat.

I also took this morning's assortment of soiled shorts and underpants to my mom's to wash, since he was out of clean shorts again. Ivan's spending the night at their house and the day with my dad. I gave him thorough instructions of how to attempt potty training, however, knowing my dad, I doubt he'll follow through. No, he'll have a better way, his way of doing it because, of course, my way is probably inadequate.